The Wistful Witness

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2026-08-22 23:21:24 -

You are late. The ink is still wet on the page, and you have the nerve to ask if I am finished. I looked at the date. It was three days from now. I looked at the name. It was mine. I did not speak. I closed the book. The leather cover creaked, a dry, rasping sound like old joints shifting in sleep. I placed the Ledger on the desk, between the stamp and the tray of blank forms, and waited for...

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